i am not a girl but a storm,
crackling and rumbling and shaking the ground with my strides.
measure me,
not by my beauty
but by my rage.

richter, beaufort; i am not contained by these numbers.
i am more than what they make of me.

i am not a girl;
i am a storm.

and a storm raises winds like hellfire and blazes through the urban sprawl and is infinite, omniscient, omnipotent.
i am infinite, omniscient, omnipotent.

fear me.